fifteen meatbuns -dictated/action-

[goldencirclet]

[Good evening, castle!

I hope you are not sleeping yet, because there's a huge wakeup call for those who can sense supernatural energy. It pretty much just exploded from the sixth floor, taking out a certain monkey's door.

...then there is a shrill cry over the journals, like the mix of a child and the yowl of an animal.




If you happen to stop by Goku's room, there's a tiny creature in the boy's bed, surrounded by what used to be his golden circlet and clothes. At a closer inspection it seems to be an infant, but it is clearly not human. With long, pointed ears, clawed fingers and toes and large golden eyes with slitted pupils, the baby looks more like a feral elf. A large tattoo is visible on his stomach, shaped like a stylized sun, and the little near-god seems very upset.]

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[doublethefun]

[and here's the resident moon pony goddess thing galloping up the stairs and down the hall, straight towards the disturbance.

She slows down as she gets closer to the door, cautiously peering into the room.]

Hello?

[goldencirclet]

[Hopefully you've seen foals before, Luna? Because this humanoid one is wailing.]

[doublethefun]

[she takes a deep breath, puts on a smile, and calmly walks into the room towards the kiddo. Once she's close enough, she reaches out and gently nudges him with a hoof.]

Shhhh. 'Tis alright.

[pleeease don't be like the other foals and run away screaming]

[goldencirclet]

[Funny thing about humanoid foals - they can't actually run anywhere.

They can, however, stop crying and stare up at purple ponies.]

[doublethefun]

[hey, that's always a plus.

Yup, she's trying her best to look non-threatening.]

There we are. Is that not better? What has thee so upset, hm? Art thou hungry?

[just keeping up that low murmur of words while looking around for what might have upset the kid]

[goldencirclet]

[The shock of being something else is fading at the sight of this colorful shininess. He reaches up with his little clawed hands, trying to grab at her hair.

There's nothing in the room that seems to have upset him, even if he's fairly tangled into his now far-too-big clothes.]

[doublethefun]

[hmm. She extends a silver-shod hoof instead, making contact with those little (clawed) fingers.]

Thou shouldst know, I have not met a foal such as thyself before this.

[goldencirclet]

[The little metal clink of the baby sage's claws against those silver shoes makes him smile a little, and he repeats it.

Cue baby laugh! Obviously tiny berserkers love shininess.]

[doublethefun]

[...awwwwww. She giggles, gently brushing her hoof against his stomach in a tickling motion.]

Perhaps we should find thee some better fitting clothes. Humans [or human like things] generally enjoy clothes, yes?

[there's a quiet wish, and then some age appropriate clothes appear. Hmmm. What now?]

[romana2]

{{OOC: I hope this is okay. Still new, so if this is wrong, just let me know.}}

[Romana heard the cry over the journal and saw who's entry it was. She put on a housecoat and slippers and flipped through the journal to see if there was a listing of room numbers.

Finding one, she heads towards Goku's room to check on him. She knocks on the door, but it is obviously open.]

Hello? Is everything all right in here? I heard a cry.

It's fine ♥

[goldencirclet]

[The crying continues, a loud baby wail and some upset kicking.

Waking up as an infant is not fun for near-gods.]

Yay, thanks! ♥

[romana2]

[While Romana wasn't sure of infants, she wasn't the sort to leave anyone in distress. She hears the cry and comes into the room. Then she notices the baby.

She hesitates. Should she pick him up? Does he want food? What?]

I.. I don't know what to do? But if the Castle is going to go around taking defenseless younglings, I need to find someone in charge and offer some choice words!

[goldencirclet]

[He stares up at her with those golden eyes, kicking his little feet and wibbling.

He seems more angry than in some form of distress, though. But babies only have one setting when it comes to being upset.]

[romana2]

[Romana doesn't speak 'baby'. But, then she does have all those experiences in E-Space to draw upon. She slowly reaches out a hand to smooth it along the baby's head.]

There, there. You're not alone. We need to find your mum or dad.

[goldencirclet]

[He seems a bit confused when he's touched, and there's a tiny, tiny half-growl, like a puppy trying it out for the first time.]

[romana2]

[Romana has heard a sound like that before.]

Now, now, there's no reason for that. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help.

[But she doesn't attempt to pick him up. She's used to creatures having the ability to tell her as much and so won't try to without permission.]


{{OOC: Romana's telepathic, so he he tries to communicate anything, she should be able to pick it up - if you want to go that route.}}

[goldencirclet]

[He blinks at that, looking at her. He was still trying to focus on all the colors in the world, so his current thoughts were about as average as a baby.

...a feral, near-god predator baby, but still.]

[hard_talker]

.... [he knows that yelp]

GOKU?!

[goldencirclet]

[Still bawling, here. Baby earth elementals have very powerful lungs.]

[hard_talker]

Shit! [and with that he drops the radio he was tinkering with - literally - and runs like a bat out of hell through the halls and over the stairs until he gets to his room]

[goldencirclet]

[Poor kid is still wailing, kicking his little feet in anger. He was cold, he couldn't move like he was used to and... well, he was small. The great sage was really, really not used to this.]

[hard_talker]

Holy -- [he just stares for a minute. what the hell happened to his little friend?!]

[goldencirclet]

[Noticing Mark, the little sage turns his golden eyes to him, the slits narrowing slightly as he tries to focus. Still crying, he holds out his little clawed hands towards the teen.]

[hard_talker]

[thankfully, he's been here long enough - and seen enough friends turn into cats and mermaids - that he can put two and two together relatively quickly]

That --- wait, this -- it's you.

[cautiously, he crosses the room and holds out a hand for him to grab, like people hold out their fingers for babies. he's not quite sure what to do about this]

[goldencirclet]

[Careful there, Mark. Without his circlet, Goku is a ferocious beast.

Well, he would be. Right now all he can do is reach out with those tiny clawed hands and make a very sad excuse for a growl - like a puppy finding his voice. It's more endearing than scary.]